Aroma

Today I took my mother to this church. She couldn't recognize what church she was in, but she liked being there and I stayed with her.
At the front door of the church there was a man with a small stall selling  and burning incense sticks and the smell of incense filled the street.
I approached the stall and asked my mother if she could recognize the smell; she said, 'Of course, it smells like roast chestnut!'
And the man said,  "Mm, delicious!"